It is like this..

I write these things to myself
You might read them, You might like them
I don't really care....

Some days not even a hair
from my head is unknown to you


This is the way it is;

I am so an artist, born like this,

That I gave a normal life a goodbye kiss....

I live from stagedy, I breath a misery

that is the way it is....I gave my life a goodbye kiss.....